In the changing

weather, I at once can see

through the parted clouds

blue sky, an opening,

an avenue, to traverse

into and through.

A way to travel

not being so blindly

lost in foggy imaginings.

A break in the weather

ushers me into a

clearer space.

I come out

the other side…

a better, more

happy and

contented person.


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